Each month, I buy a book of twenty stamps. I create twenty post cards. I write twenty short stories about them. I send them to twenty strangers. This is the twenty stamps project.

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Tuesday, October 2, 2012

Bartender



To say Bartholomew Higgans was a bartender ahead of his time would be something of an inaccuracy. He was a bartender who wanted to be ahead of his time and for a brief time was in a very literal sense. Bartholomew, determined to be the greatest bartender in the world, borrowed a time machine from one of the many wild west aficionados from the twenty-third century, and sought about seeking a comprehensive collection of all the greatest cocktail recipes of the past, present, and future. Alas, for when Bartholomew, who found his book, returned to 1876, he discovered that though he had the secrets to alcoholic perfection within his fingers, he could still only get his hands on the cheapest rotgut whiskeys. Thus, instead of being an innovator, he relegated himself to fulfilling the the role of prophet of the highball.

- Originally sent to A. Navoy in Jackson, MS

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